Afterlife
Walking in the woods with nobody in sight
Only hearing dogs barking at me at night
Cops racin round they might be hot on my tail
But then I turn around and take a different trail
I feel dead inside and I want to get lost
I've crossed all the lines that I shouldn't have crossed
Escape from the strife that I've had to endure
Treading through life like a hall of manure
What is this world about?
I don't think I'll ever see a single way out
I've got a note, I've got a knife
Hey God, I think I'm ready for the afterlife
What is this world about?
I don't think I'll ever see a single way out
I've got a note, I've got a knife
Hey God, I think I'm ready for the afterlife
Hey God, your planet sucks
I've got no business close to nil of you fucks
I get no respect until it's too late
The back-handed compliments infuriate
And sodomize my thoughts and chisel my bones
And leave me hanging when I'm on the phone
God made me believe in ghosts
Cause he leaves me on read when I need him the most
What is this world about?
I don't think I'll ever see a single way out
I've got a note, I've got a knife
Hey God, I think I'm ready for the afterlife
What is this world about?
I don't think I'll ever see a single way out
I've got a note, I've got a knife
Hey God, I think I'm ready for the afterlife
Why do I care anymore?
I can't conjure even what I have stored
I don't think I'll ever have a reason to breathe
As I look in the mirror at my tombstone teeth
What is this world about?
I don't think I'll ever see a single way out
I've got a note, I've got a knife
Hey God, I think I'm ready for the afterlife
What is this world about?
I don't think I'll ever see a single way out
I've got a note, I've got a knife
Hey God, I think I'm ready for the afterlife
Hey God, I think I'm ready for the afterlife
Only hearing dogs barking at me at night
Cops racin round they might be hot on my tail
But then I turn around and take a different trail
I feel dead inside and I want to get lost
I've crossed all the lines that I shouldn't have crossed
Escape from the strife that I've had to endure
Treading through life like a hall of manure
What is this world about?
I don't think I'll ever see a single way out
I've got a note, I've got a knife
Hey God, I think I'm ready for the afterlife
What is this world about?
I don't think I'll ever see a single way out
I've got a note, I've got a knife
Hey God, I think I'm ready for the afterlife
Hey God, your planet sucks
I've got no business close to nil of you fucks
I get no respect until it's too late
The back-handed compliments infuriate
And sodomize my thoughts and chisel my bones
And leave me hanging when I'm on the phone
God made me believe in ghosts
Cause he leaves me on read when I need him the most
What is this world about?
I don't think I'll ever see a single way out
I've got a note, I've got a knife
Hey God, I think I'm ready for the afterlife
What is this world about?
I don't think I'll ever see a single way out
I've got a note, I've got a knife
Hey God, I think I'm ready for the afterlife
Why do I care anymore?
I can't conjure even what I have stored
I don't think I'll ever have a reason to breathe
As I look in the mirror at my tombstone teeth
What is this world about?
I don't think I'll ever see a single way out
I've got a note, I've got a knife
Hey God, I think I'm ready for the afterlife
What is this world about?
I don't think I'll ever see a single way out
I've got a note, I've got a knife
Hey God, I think I'm ready for the afterlife
Hey God, I think I'm ready for the afterlife
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